Divine Emperor Of Death Chapter 107
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Davis narrowed his eyes as he frowned. To attain power, he needed this existence. He contemplated for a moment before thinking of a solution.
"It might take you billions of years to remove the seal if you were to leave me. Think! If you are with me, it might only take hundreds or thousands of years to regain back your powers!"
"Kid, if I haven't thought about that, could you be still talking with me?" It laughed in a mocking tone.
David smiled wryly but inwardly he was quite angry, "Don't misunderstand, you'll have your souls in due time. It's just that it might take some time if you want quality."
"I know your foolish endeavour of targeting only the people you deem bad, you're quite the hypocrite I must say." It sneered in derision.
Hearing that reply, he was quite ticked off, "I am, I live by my own rules. What are you going to do about it?"
"Nothing, just give me the souls as fast as you can!" It replied in a casual tone.
He shouted back, "I know, it's just that you won't find the quality you're looking for in the second layer anymore!"
"Fool! I indirectly told you to head to the first layer without delay! You're such an idiot!"
"Fine, I'm an idiot!" Davis rolled his eyes. He felt like a fool, trying to argue with an inanimate existence than can talk.
Suddenly, a thought floated up into his mind.
"Hey, you have lived for a long time, right? Why don't you teach me some top-tier cultivation techniques so I can get you some quality souls for you as soon as possible."
"Hehe, kid, trying to take advantage of me? Using me will suffice when you're trying to kill a person to collect their souls, you have no need for cultivation techniques."
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"Hmph, I can't keep depending on you! What if there's a way for you to separate away from me without killing me? And you decide to take that opportunity? I'm not taking no for an answer! Quick, teach me!" Davis replied vehemently, he couldn't possibly back out seeing that it did not deny his claims. It didn't say that it did not have but indirectly said that it won't give him the cultivation techniques.
"The scenario you mentioned is not feasible and will not happen, even if by any chance if it were to occur, then I would still devour you after separating!" It replied calmly.
"Why are you so stubborn? It's not like you're gonna lose out by teaching me cultivation techniques!" Davis complained in an exasperated tone.
"..."
Observing that it didn't reply, he tried another method to convince it, "Alright, how about rewarding me for my efforts?"
"You want me to reward you? Hmm..." it replied as if it was thinking.
Davis ginned inwardly, 'It's thinking! I will just have to give a push and those high-grade cultivation techniques are undoubtedly mine.'
"A reward will surely motivate me to work hard. Are you sure that you're not going to use this opportunity to entice me into getting more souls?" He spoke with it in a weird tone as if he were provoking it into accepting the deal.
It replied as it sighed, "Hmm... If you can get it faster, then it can't be helped."
"I hereby declare that for every level that you breakthrough in your cultivation, I will answer three of your questions to my satisfaction."
"Really!?"
...'Yes!' Davis nodded his head, but inwardly he was quite complacent with himself.
It didn't bother to reply but continued, "Obviously, this only applies to your soul cultivation. I can't be bothered about the other two cultivation systems."
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Stunned for a moment, he erupted with boiling anger, "Eh!? You!! This is bullying!"
"I've already made a concession on my part. Now go to the first layer and get some souls for me!" It didn't pay any heed to his ravings and replied indifferently.
"Souls, souls, souls! Fuck! Are you the Book of Gluttony!?" Davis shouted in incomparable anger as well as helplessness.
"Oh, that brings back memories. Once upon a time, I had that name too!" Its voice was tinged with nostalgia.
"Enough! Any more and I could truly rip apart my head and die!" He clutched his hair and tried to rip it apart.
"Hahaha, you're free to do that!"
Davis sighed in frustration as he plunged onto his mom's bed.
'Fuck this cultivation world!' He massaged his eyes and slept for a while. He truly had enough of its bullshit.
...
*Creak*
"Davis?" The door opened and the sweet voice of Claire sounded out inside the room.
Logan and Clara followed her inside with a grin on their faces.
Davis woke up quickly as he heard the sound of the opening door, "Mom, you're back! What took you so long?"
"Big brother!" Clara came running in and jumped into his embrace.
"Clara! I've missed you so much!" He caressed her head as he smiled warmly.
"It's just that I was carried away by being able to speak my mind. I was just talking to your dad and sister the whole time." Claire replied with a smile on her face.
"Oh..."
"Pssh, mom's lying. Mom and Dad just met with me ten minutes ago!" Floating in his embrace, Clara whispered into his ears.
"Ohhhh!" He had a disappointed expression on his face as he glared at them, but inwardly he was laughing his ass off.
Claire smiled shyly, while Logan stepped to the front.
"Davis, I know that words of gratitude are unneeded right now, but no matter what, I must say that I am very thankful to you for breaking the seal that had been placed on her."
"Furthermore, I want to you convey my thanks to your master as well. Please tell him that the Loret Family will be eternally grateful for his benevolence he has shown to us." Finishing his words in an incomparably thankful tone, Logan bowed and clasped his hands.
"Sure!!" Davis replied as he grinned. He wondered what kind of reaction would they give if he told them that his master didn't exist in the first place.
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